Slip a finger in.

Let it sit and ponder

the feeling of wet

warm delicacy.

Let it wiggle,

inspire giggles.

Let it dance in the pink

folds of her deepest secret.

Let it move to her music,

slow and slower

and in between enjoy

letting light stream

from its tip into her core.

Let it quiver with tropical

adventure and melt

into her rainforest.

Let it explore deeper,

darker to the button hole

and slide back out

free form on water fall.

Let it spiral toward

and away from

her center,

hold her with an arc

as she pours, spills,

lets herself gush

over and down

the hand of God.